The black seal burned into Mo Tianheng's chest.
He screamed as the pain hit.
It was not on his body, but deeper. It felt like his spirit was being torn apart.
The Heavenly Demon laughed, stepping back.
"Just give up," he said calmly. "Let go. You'll be free from this torture."
Mo Tianheng's eyes rolled back. His mouth opened in a silent cry, and then—
Silence.
He stopped moving.
The Heavenly Demon smirked. "Good," he whispered. "That's better."
He reached out, forming a strange hand seal, and closed his eyes.
"Time to enter," he muttered.
A stream of black energy flowed from the old man's body.
It twisted and coiled like a snake, entering Mo Tianheng through the seal.
The possession had begun.
But the moment the old man's soul entered Tianheng's body…
Something went wrong.
His eyes snapped open.
"What is this?" he muttered.
Instead of being welcomed into an empty vessel, he was surrounded by thick, aggressive black qi.
